If you see a Buddha on the Tree, Eat Him.

After the laughter subsided, I realized that this could be a really positive step in a new direction of food manipulation. Just as I like my tofu to look like baby-back ribs, our fruit can now resemble any number of deities.

On a serious note, not sure we want our fruit grown in a plastic-leaching, less-than-breathable cage, wouldn’t claustrophobic fruit make for bad juju?